right back to you for better days

If you’re reading this and you’re not happy right now, you will be.
I don’t know what you’re going through.
Everyone has their own type of darkness that they’re trying to make sense of, but no matter how dark it gets, you’ll do it.
Things will get better, you will get better.
Life will become brighter, and you’ll look back on days like these when you couldn’t look forward to the next hour, let alone the next day.
When you do, you’ll smile, maybe even laugh, and it’ll hit you.
You turned out just fine.
Life is going to upset you. You will be frustrated. You will be hurt. You are going to scream into the rain and collapse under stress and you will learn from it. And then you will be silenced and you will piece yourself together because you always have and you always will. Sometimes, your pieces find themselves right back where they started, only stronger. Other times, you are reconfigured; you have changed, and you are better for it. Be thankful you have endured.
—  Just in case you’re having a bad day

“We spoke to Charlie Day, who’s in the middle of a press tour for Fist Fight, about the decision to finally resolve this for Mac and Day says a big reason for this episode is because they knew it disappointed fans of the series when they did something similar last season, but then took it back.

“Well, I think the season before we had him have that moment and then quickly take it back,” says Day, “and I think there were maybe a lot of people who were sort of disappointed by that, which makes sense. That’s what our show is. You know, these characters are out to disappoint you.”

But, in the end, what was better for society won out even over characters who never stop disappointing us. Day explains, “But I also think with what the sort of message is behind him making that decision, I think it actually does more sort of societal good to finally have Mac make that decision. So we decided, all right, let’s find a way to actually have that happen.”

Wow i cant believe all my posts from last year where i threatened to murder RCG for putting Mac back in the closet worked??? Direct Action works kids 

Maybe our paths will cross again in a few years time and you’re breathing will become shallow because you forgot how much you loved my smile and I’ll tell you how in love I was with you back when I was just figuring it all out and you’ll nod and smile and I’ll tell you that breaking my heart was one of the stupidest things you could have done and you’ll nod but you won’t smile this time because you’ll realise I’m right. You’ll realise that no ones appreciated you as much as I did and you’ll study my face and wonder why you left because everything was so good, you’ll wonder if you could take it all back and start again, wonder why you thought you could find someone better but those are the questions you’ll have to live with because you know it’s too late for us now, but you really wish it wasn’t.
—  one day it’ll be your heart that’ll feel heavy and hollow instead of mine.

and here’s the reality of it, sometimes things fucking suck and there’s nothing you can do about it but push through it and that’s the truth. everyone tells you that its gonna get better, and they’re right, but sometimes it gets worse before it can improve. so when you’re at your worst you’ve gotta fight back, defy the odds of darkness and laugh in its face. when you’re having a bad day, go take a hot bath, blast your favorite music and breathe. maybe while doing so the bad thoughts don’t leave your mind, but hey, at least you’re clean. when everything inside of you is breaking, let yourself feel it. everyone tells you that you can’t cry, that you shouldn’t, and you know what? i think that’s bullshit. i think it’s good to let the strings inside of you break, to let the water overflow and drown you for a while because that’s how you feel and that’s what reminds you that you’re alive. because maybe you feel numb, maybe your heart feels too heavy, maybe everything inside of you is begging you to quit, and im sorry to tell you, but those are the side effects of living. you are going feel everything, and it’s gonna hurt like a son of a bitch but that’s not the only thing you’re gonna feel. you are also going to feel joy, excitement, anticipation, and pure, blissful happiness. but you’re going to have some days where everything hurts you, where it all feels like too much and you’re really gonna wanna give up, and you know what? that is okay. despite everything everyone always wants to say. that is okay. you have a right to feel this way, because things are hard. and you know what? you aren’t weak for feeling this way because even the strongest and the best collapse. i mean, that’s how stars are made right? I’ll be the first to admit that sometimes things get to be too much but when you hit bottom, bottom is gonna start hitting you back and you’re gonna be bruised and scarred. but you know the best thing about that? bruises heal, wounds close up, and bones realign. so yes, it hurts. but you’ve gotta breathe through the pain, you’ve gotta trudge through the dark times until you see that little sliver of light and when you see it? run to it. and if you can’t run, walk, and fuck if you can’t walk, crawl to it. do whatever it takes to carry yourself through it and if you see hands reaching out for you, please, take them. you can’t always do things on your own and that is okay. but you are doing great. and if things didn’t get better, my friend, you wouldn’t still be here today because there’s a little something that gets you through everyday, so hold onto that no matter how little or silly it is. you’ll be alright.

rain

genre: slight fluff with slight smut

a/n: i’m here with this best friend jungkook story, should i do a part 2?? let me know what you think, sorry for any mistakes i haven’t revised lmao also i will start working on requests, thanks for anyone who submitted, they are still open by the way! so yeah, enjoy :) 

word count: 1.6k

part 2

Originally posted by jjks

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  • Reaper: This is Sombra...ok have fun.
  • Sombra: Thanks, pops.
  • Reaper: 'various groans of anguish'
  • Soldier 76: Ok, I think we should lay down some ground rules.
  • Sombra: Come on, old man. Do you really think you can order me around?
  • 76: If you take orders from Reaper you will take them from me.
  • Sombra: "Take orders from Reaper"? last time he ordered me around I hacked his GPS and lead him into traffic.
  • 76: Ha. You think that makes you clever? I remember back in our training days we replaced his ammunition with dye packs.
  • Sombra: What color?
  • 76: Bright Yellow.
  • Sombra: Oh he hates that color.
  • -hours later-
  • Widowmaker: She better not be dead, Reaper.
  • Reaper: Either she killed Morrison or Jack actually beat some discipline in her.
  • -opens door-
  • Sombra: SO I CLOSED THE DOOR RIGHT IN HIS FACE!
  • 76: HA! We used to do that all the time in the old Overwatch. Do you want to hear the time his mom visited the base?
  • Sombra: Oh yes please do.
  • Soldier 76: Kid, you're alright.
  • Widowmaker: Well. This was unexpected.
  • Reaper: Do you ever wonder why I hate you all?

gab-soon  asked:

Hi :) I've been following you for like forever. I think your art is amazing and it really gives me lots of inspiration to paint. I always wanted to create my own comic and now finally after years I have some good ideas but tbh I'm a little lost about how should I bring it to another level from just few ideas. Do you have any tips on how to work on your story? And how long it took you from idea to the point you started drawing Carciphona?

Hi! Thank you for writing : D I’m glad you like my art!

Even though I do try to become better, at the end of the day I do everything I do mostly for fun so I don’t have proper knowledge to back it up. Everything I can answer is based on my experience, right or wrong, but I’ll try my best to theorize what I think is the right answer for you.

I started the comic not because I thought I was ready; I just thought it’d be fun to draw the comic and I already had some material (keyword some). In these 12 years of drawing Carciphona, even in the recent years, long after I’ve started the comic, I’ve made some pretty major changes that made the story and plot almost unrecognizable compared to before.

The gist of my advice is just don’t worry about reaching a goal or next level for your story, that’s a really objective way to think about creativity and it usually makes you worry more than be creative.Even if you can’t come up with anything, you needn’t feel lost, just don’t write anything. It’s not always time to write or create. Think over what your world is for now and wait. When you know your story better, you will have more questions that will lead to more ideas for your story, just like how you won’t know you need to learn anatomy until you’ve actually drawn something and then saw the gaping hole in your knowledge about anatomy.

This to me is immersion and I only like writing when I feel immersed in what I am working with. Immersion takes time, so no matter how hard you work, it’s inevitable that you will have to give your story idea months or years to really feel natural for you to work with, and this is probably why you are feeling “lost” now–because you don’t really know your world and character all that well yet to be curious about its unknowns, and you want to move forward but you cannot. It’s likely that instead of patiently waiting for that understanding and then expanding on what you already have, you’d want to make your world more exciting by adding details like more races of people/creatures, more characters, more locations etc. This is a lot easier to do as you can see tons of characters created with little context on a daily basis, but if you force it to become more complex this way just to satisfy your standard, you are most likely going to come up with a story that is unrelatable, irrelevant and not believable (ie. character’s actions feel arbitrary instead of natural, the world consists of races and groups of characters that have no relation with each other or with the world from which they came).

I enjoy the slower method of waiting to feel immersed with my characters and world over time, and then being able to naturally continue the story by asking myself questions with that unconscious understanding of how the world and the characters are like. I think it’s important to think of your story in an inquisitive manner rather than authoritative manner. Rather than tell your world/your characters what they are, ask your characters/your world, why it is the way it is. What is the reason for certain cities to be so much more guarded or prosperous compared to others? what do they have that others don’t? Why do the characters feel so willing to travel instead of staying home? What does that say about the climate of society and civilian life, and maybe the lack of attachment they feel towards home and loved ones? who are these loved ones and what are their lives like, even if they will never appear in the story? Asking questions in this manner makes you explore the background which grounds the world and makes it the way it is–the “why” and “how”–rather than making up random facts and characters just like filler–the “what”. It makes it so that your world and their events, and your characters and their lives, exist within the context of the people and things that surround them, rather than just existing because you willed it. This makes for a solid foundation by giving you lots of gaps of information to fill and be creative about, all with information relevant and reasonable to your world. By working like this, I’ve never hit a wall with my writing in the sense that I am out of things to do with my world; I might have days or months where I cannot solve one puzzle about my story world, but I know it is not a loss of direction as much as simply another aspect of my world that will eventually make sense to me as I understand my story more in time.

good luck!

161113 BTS 3rd MUSTER Day 2 - Rap Monster Ment

Everyone, let’s smile. If we smile, luck will come to our way. 

What’s our first fan song’s alternate title? “Still, there’ll be better days ahead”

I think from today, there’ll be even more good days. 

When I was young, there was a quote like this. “Among trust, hope, love, the love comes foremost.” 

Recently, this quote feels a little different. I thought if you alll turn off the ARMY Bombs, we would fall from this universe, this galaxy we are standing in. 

Purple was my favorite color when I was a child. Looking at this purple sea today, I got goosebumps. Back then I once thought the universe was purple. 

Right now, I feel like I’m in the midst of a very peculiar universe. 

ARMYs, I love you.

© saxophonist_01, Melly_to_V, namjun912

Game day


Request
: i. need. s ome sports supportive reader x archie. like wearing jersey to school on game day, wearing his jacket, cheering him on from the sideline. yelling at his coach when he yells at archie. just owningit. being cute. being supportive.

A/N: this is cute and smol

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Word count: 648 words

Warnings: cursing i think

Originally posted by riverdales-daily

“That’s my jersey.”  You turned, a wide smile on your face as your eyes met Archie’s.  

“Yeah!” He smiled right back.  

“You look better in it than I do…” He teased, hands coming down on your shoulders.  

“You said it.”  You turned back to your locker, blowing your hair out of your face.  

He leaned over to your ear. “You coming to my game tonight?”

“Am I coming to your game tonight?” You asked mockingly.  “Of course I’m going to your game tonight.”

“Can you not yell at Coach this time?”

“Listen you made a great pass, and he had no right to yell at you for that,” you defended yourself.  “It’s not your fault he couldn’t run it.”  Closing your locker, your brow crinkled in anger.  Archie laughed.  “I’m still pressed.”

He swung his arm around your shoulders, pulling you to his side as you two walked next to each other down the hall towards your class.  Grinning, Archie replied, “I know you are, babe.”


The game was typical.  The Bulldogs were crushing, and you’d like to think it was solely because of your beautiful boyfriend. You’d catch his eyes every once in awhile from the sidelines, smiling widely to show support.  “Go, Arch!” You’d yell whenever he had the ball, always finding his small grin under his helmet.  

“Hey!” You turned, narrowing your eyes at Coach Clayton.  “L/N, I’d tell you to get out, but you really help him play better.  So, I’ll just ask you,” he leaned in close to your ear.  “To stop!  Screaming!  In my ear!”  

Eyes wide with surprise, you coughed slightly.  “Strong lungs you got there.”

“See you two are getting along better today,” Jughead commented sarcastically over the fence.  Raising a bright blue jacket, he pushed it over towards you.  With it’s blue and gold color scheme, bold R on the breast, you knew exactly what it was. “Archie told me to go and grab it from his house for you.  Said it would be cold.” You reached forward to grab it from him, tugging it over his shoulders.  “Look at you two.  So eighties coming of age movie.”  

Out of nowhere, the crowd suddenly roared in disgruntled, surprised noises.  They resembled a crowd booing, but less angry, more concerned.  The three of you had been distracted from the field for a moment, however you didn’t have to see the field to know that something had happened.  

You turned, seeing the ref angrily blowing his whistle.  You noticed the letters on the scoreboard change.  34-31.  While the Bulldogs were still winning, it was the fourth quarter, and this score was too tight for comfort.

“Time!” Clayton called angrily, waving his arms in the air and pulling the team into a huddle.  You leaned against the fence next to Jughead.  

“You think it’s because you weren’t watching him for two seconds?” He joked, elbow nudging your padded shoulder.

“I mean you’re kidding but… It means a lot to him.” You frowned.

Jughead sighed.  “Never thought I’d be friends with a quarterback.”

“Never thought I’d wear a letterman’s jacket.  Yet here we are.”  Archie’s eyes lifted from the heads of his teammates to meet yours.  “For that goofball.”

“One second, Coach,” he murmured, taking steps over to you.

“Hey, baby,” you said softly, “You alright?”

“Yeah, just stressed,” he sighed.  

“You guys got this,” you assured him.  “You need anything?”

“Just you, here,” he answered softly.  “I like the jacket.”

“It’s warm,” you nodded.  He smiled, pulling on the thick fabric to bring your lips to his.  You pulled back, scrunching up your nose.  “You stink.”

Archie lightly punched your shoulder.  “Hey.”

“Hey, you know what.  You go out there, you kick ass?  I’ll cuddle you tonight regardless of whether or not you shower.” You leaned forward, kissing him one last time, before lightly pushing his chest.  “Go kick some ass.”

{PART 1} Who Are You? // Im Jaebum

Originally posted by sugaglos

Pairing: Jaebum x Reader

Genre: Angst

Summary//Request: You know that Jaebum is cheating on you - so you follow him to a bar where you catch him in the act.

A/N: This is the first part to a new series that I’ve planned! A lovely anon sent in the idea, and I thought about it long and hard and decided to make it into a series because I literally couldn’t even write about everything in just one or two scenarios. I hope you guys will enjoy it.

This scenario contains mentions of cheating and road/car accidents.

{Part 1} {Part 2}


Rage. Hurt. Betrayal. Emptiness.

Those were the four emotions that coursed through your veins each day that you saw Jaebum leave and go to see the woman he had been seeing behind your back for the past 2 months. You had found out almost immediately as you knew Jaebum from the inside out – you knew him better than he knew himself. Everything about him, right down to his tiny little habits that you always found adorable were off since he began cheating on you.

You often asked yourself “Why?” Why didn’t you confront him about it as soon as you saw her text asking him to meet her at a hotel? Why didn’t you bring it up in conversation when he asked you about your day during the dinner that you stood and cooked for him? Why didn’t you let it slip past your lips when he came home after practice and made hot, sweaty love to you in between your moans? You didn’t have a complete answer for that thus far. Maybe, a part of you wanted to think that his act of betrayal was just a fling – that it would end just as fast as it began; but here you were, standing outside a bar that Jaebum often frequented with his bit on the side, 2 months down the line – more furious than ever.

As you stood peering through the dark, dank windows – you felt yourself balling your fists up as you saw his hand trace its way up her sleek, smooth leg while she draped herself around him, smiling and giggling girlishly into the crook of his neck while he donned the shirt you bought for him last Christmas. You almost cackled in the form of spitting venom when his hand sneaked between her thighs, cupping her warm core as she bit her lip at his cheeky, daring action in public. You could practically feel the rage consume you from the inside out as you felt the feet of flames rise from the back of your neck and dance across your shoulder blades. You didn’t know if you were about to burst out in tears or projectile vomit at the sight of your boyfriends infidelity, but you stood there and stared at him doing it nonetheless. You wanted to run in there and rip him a new asshole, throw his cheap whiskey all around him and tell him that everything between the both of you was over, but you couldn’t for the life of you. Why? Because despite how he had been treating you, despite all the lies and all the hurt he had bestowed upon you with his cheating, you still held on to the fact that a few months ago – your relationship was something out of one of your day dreams, and you couldn’t help but ask yourself “When did it all go wrong?”

You felt tears begin to stream down your face as you turned on your heel and went to run across the road back to your car so you could drive all night to no place in particular until every ounce of gas was gone from your tank. You blinked, feeling the salty water from your eyes sting you and blur your vision as you dry heaved in an attempt to silence your crying. All you could hear was the ringing in your ears from your hypersensitive emotions – but this meant that you also couldn’t hear the car that was now 5 feet away from you laying on the horn and screeching at 50mph. You stopped, knowing that it was too late and being caught like a complete deer in headlights, just watching as the car skidded right in your direction. It was just like it was in the movies; your whole life flashed before your eyes – and funnily enough, most of them were the memories you held so close to your heart that happened between you and Jaebum and the rest of GOT7. You couldn’t have been sure, but as as the car came in full contact with you and sent you rolling over the windshield and hurtling over the top of the car before landing with a raging thud on the ground, your body as lifeless as a dead corpse – for a moment, you were sure that you smiled.


Let me know what you guys think of part 1! Leave me some asks telling me your thoughts, I’d love to know them! - Sara

For any of us conspiracy theorists to suddenly say “nope, there’s no conspiracy” when we’ve got 1 day to go, like…. come on, that’s incredibly out-of-character for us. I have no problem being wrong, but i have no intention of changing my tune ONE DAY before the episode actually airs. We’ve always been the underdogs, we’ve always been the crazy ones. TOO BAD. I’m not distancing myself from the beliefs of this amazing, fun group of people because there may not be a conspiracy after all. There was never a guarantee of this conspiracy coming true – that’s why it has the name CONSPIRACY. This is supposed to be fun! If you’re not having fun log out right now and come back when you’re feeling better. Doubting the conspiracy at the very end does you no good. Wait till tomorrow and then you can make a logical decision about how to proceed in this Fandom.

When I get home from class each afternoon, I’m usually exhausted, hungry, and not in the mood for buckling down and getting work done. But we all know that doing homework and studying right when we get home is way better than saving the work for late at night, or blowing it off all together. This afterschool routine will give you time to rewind from a long day and stay productive.

1. Right when you get home, bring your bag to your study space. Take out your planner and make a detailed list of everything you plan to accomplish in that afternoon and evening that is school-related.

2. In your study space, take out everything you need to accomplish these goals and put it all into one pile. (As you complete tasks, you can refile papers and put things back into your bag.)

3. Change into your comfy “at-home” clothes. It’s much more relaxing to be at home with fresh, soft clothing.

4. Get a snack and a drink. Eat before you start working, and use the time to chill, listen to music, and get pumped for productivity.

5. Go to your study space. All your materials should be laid out for you already, so all you have to do is turn off your phone, find a playlist, and get cracking!

6. Take a timed 5-minute break in between tasks. Use this time to refill your drink, stretch, use the restroom, and check your phone.

7. When it’s time for dinner or another scheduled activity, use that time as a mental break. Don’t rush to get back to work unless you know you’ll be pressed for time.

8. After eating dinner and leaving other commitments, finish up your work and then get ready for bed.

9. Take ten minutes to look over notes for the next day, tidy up, and get everything ready for the morning

10. Reward yourself for your productivity with Netfilx, pleasure-reading, or whatever else feeds your soul. Then, get a good night’s sleep!

Exo Reaction When Someone Tries to Hurt or Kill You.

Xiumin: He would be shaking with fear and anger. If it was just an attempt to hurt you he’d help you calm down. However if someone tried to kill you he’d make sure that day was their last.

Originally posted by xiu-love-min

Luhan: He was fast to take care of the situation and then you. He made sure you knew and felt perfectly safe.

Originally posted by lullabyun

Kris: He would be livid. No one had the right to touch what was his especially in an attempt to hurt them.

Originally posted by seobabe

Suho: He was more concerned about your safety rather than getting back at who did it. He also made sure to keep better watch out for you.

Originally posted by daenso

Lay: Like Suho was more concerned for you rather than anything else. He didn’t know the whole story but he was determined to not let it happen again.

Originally posted by angel-in-slow-motion

Baekhyun: He would be too upset to get near you in fear he might accidentally hurt you. When he did calm down he would hug you until you were calm yourself.

Originally posted by blondejongin

Chen: He was almost scared after that. Even the slightest bit of danger in your direction would set him off.

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Chanyeol: He felt responsible for it. He thought it was all his fault and that he wouldnt protect you how he should. It would take a while before he was brought back to normal.

Originally posted by lullabyun

D.O: Someone was gonna die and it sure wasn’t going to be you. He didn’t care who it was he was not letting you get hurt on his watch.

Originally posted by kyungso

Kai: He would become protective of you, even afterwards. He didn’t like even the thought of you being hurt.

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Tao: He wouldn’t hesitate to defend you. Although he refused to kill in front of you in fear of scaring you more but you can bet he’d be back for them.

Originally posted by lil-duckling

Sehun: He would get serious about you. He felt useless having you even in that situation.

Originally posted by kaisoh

I think back to when you said that I would never find someone like you again. And I laugh. Today, you are an afterthought. A fringe idea. Two hands gripping a crumbling cliff. I don’t come to your rescue. I’ve stopped reaching for the picture of us smiling. It’s somewhere in a dump in Alabama. You only come up in conversation when someone says that they’re glad I’m doing better. My last meal was a full one. I’ve stopped losing sleep over you. Everything I was has only become better. I am collected in all the right places, I have all my pieces in play. No part of me is stagnant, no part of me is waiting to hear back from you. And if I ever stumble across a rainy day when maybe the prospect of being with someone is a warm one, the first person I think of is myself. You stop coming up altogether. If I ever have the displeasure of thinking of you, it comes up like something a cat would cough out. I don’t remember the last time a thought of you carried any meaning. I laugh because you had the pride to think that you were my everything. But how I see myself and my happiness will always be more than anything you had to offer.
—  When you move on and it actually feels great
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More Inktober drawings… day 6 (bottom) and 7 (top). Had to skip a day cuz of my back, so had to do these digitally (better digitally than nothing, right?). Aaaanyway, this time I drew my characters…Jarrett, who’s probably observing all the girls which I drew previous days from his point of view…and Ash and Leia. She’ll use him as a pillow anytime. Previous days you can check here and here.

Imagine a future isn't perfect yet but better

A.I. having the same rights as every humans. Androids and humans lives together. Working, bonding and stuffs.

And then one day, the aliens that used to visited us comes back to earth after centuries. Very confuse after they scanned different persons in front of them-for security reasons- because what’s inside them aren’t the same. Some of us are breathing some are not and isn’t how you humans count as a dead person if that person isn’t breathing nor their heart beating?

“Welcome to Earth, ” we said, smiling or not all waving our hands to them. Instead of simply answering the question, we told them, “You have lots of things to catch up with us.”

What Am I, Crowley?

Request by anon: I’d send a pigeon but it seems the store is fresh out lol how about “If he’s a moose, and he’s a squirrel, what’s that make me?” with Feeeeergus (Crowley haha)

Word Count: 1134

A/N: It’s been a long day with a lot of challenges and opportunities to see just how well I perform in crisis situations. It was bad news after bad news all day at work until finally there was a beautiful ray of hope right at the end of the day. Hopefully things are much better when I go back on Monday. Until then though, I have the entire week with no work to worry about and no school!! That means writing and Christmas shopping!!

Version en Español: Y Yo Que Soy, Crowley?


Brothers. It had been a month and you still couldn’t believe it. You had brothers.

The Winchesters had come into town after your mother went missing. Well, it turns out she wasn’t missing. She was dead. And those things that go bump in the night are actually real. Who would have guessed?

To say that your life had been a tornado of revelations in the last thirty days would be an understatement.

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